Infuriate Your Rage
Don’t just talk more rape, so vague
There is enough already, too hard to escape
Rape, rape, rape
It’s all over the place
Numbing
Every twitch of the bone
It’s probably a bit too late
But if you insist
Then please persist
And do talk about rape
Not so that it dies out in two days
But such that blood boils
Veins thicken, burst out
Blood spills
Into pools, one too many
And while you’re at it
Please don’t just post it
On facebook or twitter
Or else the blood will splutter
And die out
In anguish of those who might suffer
When cowardice will flourish
And repeat itself
Like in a maze of haze
Some more rape
Some more horror
Will follow
Parent’s concerns
To more restrictions on girls
Denials, farcical untruths
Sacrifice, for every future bruise
If you really wish to make it a safer space
Don’t just sit here in your place
Concealed with embellished dandy condoms
Of fake self praise
Inflated egos; puncture them
Poke them, choke them
Nauseate them
Don’t just sit here in your place
Talking about my rape, your rape
But question our collective rape
Of our bodies too frail
Of our brains too stale
Save your face, its too cold to rape
At spine-chillingly too riotous a pace
When cowardice will flourish… inflated egos, puncture them… Good lines…
What does you mean by collective rape here… do you mean the position of women in society overall and how it plays a subtle violence against them?
really good poem!
spine chillingly too riotous a pace..i like i agree
i like